Vol 8 Chapter 847: dream

"Zuodao, every year Taoism schools send students to Central City to study, but do you know how many people have come back these years?"
Zuodao shook his head: "I don't know."
Yunchonghe said helplessly: "A total of 235 people from Donghua Road School in the past two decades have been sent to Central City to study.
But only 22 of them returned to Donghua City. Of these 22, 9 were killed by the demons on the battlefield, 5 were seriously injured and disabled, and could no longer practice. Three were eager to achieve success and practice for a while. He failed to investigate and died of aberrations. Another person suffered a distortion and his whereabouts were unknown after his disappearance.
Only four people, including me, survived to the present. "
"Zuodao, here you go to the Central City Tianting to study. Although the journey is far away and Donghua City is on one side, I hope you don't forget that you have the future of Donghua, the hope of the human race. Learn from the evidence and bring back the heritage of the human race. "
Zuodao opened his eyes sharply, only to find himself asleep on the table.
He quickly washed his face with cold water, then sat upright, and continued to look at the Tao Jing in front of him. There was a lot of knowledge about the smelter belonging to the bucket.
Ever since he joined the heavenly court and came to Doujibe's Refining Plant, he has studied the knowledge here with all his heart.
But Zuo understands that these are not enough.
Two hours later, I felt a little hungry in my stomach, and left my room and left for the dining room of the Refining Plant.
The courtyard where he lived looked shabby, not even in the refinery courtyard. It was the house he was looking for near the refinery courtyard.
Just because Zuo Dao also lived in the dormitory of the Refining Plant, but after several storms caused by Zhou Bai, the heavenly monks in Central City have become increasingly hostile to monks from other four major cities, especially Donghua City, and even There were several melees and fights, and even the dormitory building was blown up.
So the officials of the fighting department finally cleared all the Donghuacheng monks in the dormitory building, so naturally, Zuo Dao could only go outside to find a house.
When I came to the cafeteria to finish my meal, Zuo Dao found a remote corner and sat down. An old man also sat by his side after eating half, and sighed, "How about the left way? How did Huo Yun make the research? ? "
Left: "OK."
The old man shook his head: "After the heavens are twisted, the fairy road has been broken, and after all, it is difficult for us to reach the realm of the fairy god."
Zuo Dao didn't say anything. After a few months of training at the Refiner Academy, he gradually came up with similar ideas, and even felt that he had seen himself decades later.
However, according to the projection of Tian Zhiyan, Zhou Bai deeply engraved Xiang Tian's enemy on his knees, making his heart ignite a flame again.
At that moment, there was a loud noise at the door of the cafeteria, and dozens of monks walked in with swords and knocked on the tables and chairs.
"Get out of the Fourth Avenue School!"
"Go back to your hometown!"
"A swarm of locusts! Don't stay in Central City!"
A big man headed by him was nine feet tall, with a beard on his face, and muscles on his body bulging up like marbles. The Yuanshen power of the seventh realm skyrocketed from him, pumping air, and making a thunderous sound.
"From today, monks at Fourth Avenue are not allowed to eat in the cafeteria."
A monk from Xiyue City stood up: "Why!"
Zuo Dao knew each other. His name was Lin Chen, and he came from Jijian Pavilion. Although he was only in the fifth level, he was a good hand to build a flying sword.
The big man chuckled and patted it with one palm, but pressed against Lin Chen's chest between the electric light and flint, and patted him out of the cafeteria door with one palm.
"Everyone at the Fourth Avenue School listens to me. Central City is our Central City. You, the locusts, can't make it."
"If it weren't for our central city to protect you, we would send so many cultivation resources to you Fourth Avenue School every year, and you wouldn't even have the chance to build a road!"
While talking, the other monks behind Dahan also rushed out, kicked out several monks from the Fourth Avenue School, kicked out, saw the left channel sighed slightly, and a little anger flashed in their eyes.
The old man on the side quickly blocked his sight: "Don't be impulsive, Xiao Dong is a disciple of the real Jun Jun, you can't fight him." Then, he pulled the left channel and quickly left: "No, it can't be Let ’s eat in the cafeteria. We just go out to eat. It is not worth fighting with them for this little thing. "
The big man, known as Xiao Dong, frowned, and seemed to sense a bit of hostility. He turned to look at the direction left, and asked, "Who is that?"
Immediately, a monk came up and said, "That's the left, Donghua City."
"I heard that he and Zhou Bai are classmates."
"I see him sneaking all day, maybe spies."
"Ms. Huang actually asked him to make the Seven Realms magic. What if he was a spy?"
Xiao Dong's eyes narrowed slightly: "Where does this kid live?"
...
Zuodao followed the old man and left the cafeteria. The old man shook his head and sighed, "Xiao Dong, this kid, he grew up in Beihai City. He only followed his dad to the Refiner Department when he was ten years old, and turned out to be so cruel to himself.
Zuodao was surprised: "He is Beihai City?"
The old man smiled bitterly: "Unexpectedly, this guy has always been ashamed of Beihai City's birth, and never allowed anyone to mention it. Those fellow villagers have also been forced out of the refinery yard by him, and no one remembers it in the past ten years Something happened. "
"Now you are going to work with Huang Lao to refine the magic of the seventh realm, but you have taken the position of others. They have become increasingly hostile to the students of Fourth Avenue School. I heard that someone was interrupted yesterday. You Be careful too. "
Zuo Dao said softly, "Is it because of Zhou Bai?" He sighed, "If Zhou Bai really surpasses the god, does it mean that human beings can also surpass God? Why are Xiao Dong so angry? "
The old man was silent for a while, and then slowly said, "Who knows?"
Zuodao: "Lao Yuan, do you think people can really reach the realm of immortal gods? When you first came to Central City, did you ever dream of surpassing immortal gods?"
This time the old man remained silent for a long time, and opened his mouth several times to say something, but didn't say anything, revealing a slight blur in his eyes.
"Don't think about it, how can I ... how could I have thought of such a stupid thing."
Looking at Lao Yuan who turned his head, Zuo Dao knew that the other party must have thought about it. It should be said that any human genius who came to the Central City to study had any of them who had never been spirited and ambitious.
It's just that with the passage of time, all ideals are shredded by the huge gap between humans and gods. Even if there is a matter of Zhou Bai knocking down the natural enemy, but the idea that has continued for hundreds of thousands of years, But it cannot be changed in a short time.
Looking at the palace palace in the sky on the left, the sea of ​​clouds that gathered and scattered at that time seemed like a broken dream for generations.